Sadness Poems (1,688)

I’ve loved you in your mother’s womb.
Now you lie in death’s tomb.
Even though you never had a first breath, your existence is forever held my heart.
You would have been my master piece to the world, an exquisite piece of art.

God denied you life.
What little memories I have will suffice.
While in your mother’s belly I’m grateful for every kick I felt.
I use to laugh at how the both of you use to eat bowls of ice before they melt.

We would have:
Dance between raindrops and hold victories against the Easter bunny in hop scotch.
Have conversations with the moon and challenge a kangaroo to a game of double Dutch.
Battle pirates on sinking ships and wait for shooting stars to make a wish.
Bottle candle flies on a midsummer’s night and go a finger race with a goldfish.

Be predator stalking its prey and sentry a trap of milk and cookies.
Fall asleep on the stake out waiting for “Santy Claus”, have him think we are rookies.
Express justification to failure “Damn that Santa, he’s so tricky!”
Form a resolution and have ambition that next year he won’t be so lucky.

Be architects at the beach, erect castles of sand.
Be masters of creating mess, paint with no brush just hands
Stage political protests till your mother give in to our demands.
Be bosses that we are, we don’t take orders we give commands.

I would have been the best father.
But god didn’t give me the chance to be the number 1 dad.
I hope you know your daddy loves and still waits for you.
I love you Bryn!

In a crowded room full of people
I stand laughing among them
Yet I am all alone
Thoughtful and pleasing
No hesitation in giving
Yet misunderstood
Remembered for all that is done
Appreciated for that received
And forgotten quickly
As if a shadow
Has touched their soul
But never been truly seen

About a man name
FRED
but now he is dead

Rocks cliff edge
Blowing wind
A cabin down below
Curtains closed
Children being put to bed
Sound of shingles blowing through the air
Pails of buckets catching the rain
Horses running scared
Flash of blue
A childs face appears
Rocks come rolling down
Busted out glass
Buried in mud
Digging for gold
The miners done it again
Putting a hole in the
Rocks cliff edge

Life is a drop of pain
softened by the monsoon rain
My heart is heavy as the rain in the clouds…
the winds detach the flowers
from every mourning tree

The gloomy clouds on a monsoon night…
The sky seems so far in the darkest blue..
Neither glittering stars nor the shining full moon…
The clouds is crying and hiding the moon
In this numbing night
lightning flashes and the thunder blooms
Tonight, rain is all that I need
falling rain, falling to ease my pain…
and I give you myself
as you rain on me
I’m dissolved in the tear of sorrow

I'm a stranger to myself in my own mind. How I feel and what I think run on different lines of time. I'm good is how I feel but ashamed in my brain for the bad selfish things. Bad people do bad things and don't mind. Good people do bad things and suffer. How can you be good when you cry and you hide and you wish you would die or go blind in the eye of your mind? You feel sad when you see others who suffer and you wish you could help but you don't think you deserve or have enough in reserve to earn there respect.

My lady of five senses,
You got me speaking nonsense,
Nights without you near me,
Is like a thunderstorm without falling rain,

Follow what is ordained,
Will be enough for me,
We have paths we must cross,
Many wrong turns to make it right.

People can hurt you
They can't kill you
They can mock you
They can't break you
I know i have touch your mind and soul
But i also know i have not touch your heart with love. . .

I`ve been awaken in a noiseless country where the land is dry and cold air blowing,

light is a thick cloud that fills the soul up with filth,
I am thirsty,
I am lost, why cannot the sun shine like it always does?
I´ve seen bad faith in faces drowned in a troubled sea,
a vain world full of sad smiles,
smiles full of pain,
pain full of laugh,
and there is you,
I´ve seen you seeing me,
but not looking at me,
in full view patently, truthfully,
what do you think you see on me?
you said you love with those cold lips,
but cold lips do not speak the true
then I acusse you of being naïve
and consciously blind,
you dont want to see me with all your heart,
the masks I wear everyday and night,
then I accuse again,
you don´t love me, not me
you love yourself, what you want me to be,
the secret one, who would love that?
the one who tries to find herself like a lost object,
in the middle of the night,
the one sorrounded by ghots that judge her of being not more but dead
Everything you wish I werent, there you have me,
do you believe that a fake smile will fill this empty space?
would you see me crying while I smile?
would you hear me sreaming when in silence,
because when I am in silence I live between shadow and light,
and you don´t know either one,
together and separate,
being in the same room but being apart is what we do well,
always pretending,
always weeping inside,
holding a heavy heart,
that collapses in every slightest movement of the eyes,
living in a world fed by lies...
will a mirror show you faithfully what you are?

Every night before I go to bed I pray when I awake you will be gone from my head. I need some sort of reprieve I want you out of my head. My life has become a disaster a disorganised hell. I get up I sit down, there are things to do and my thoughts are only of you. You messed up my thoughts and tore my heart in half and for what? Because you couldn’t say NO from the start. I shouldn’t be feeling like this, I always knew your feelings were not true. Why am I telling you all this I haven’t got a clue. Maybe because I want to get angry enough to get you out of my head, but my angry thoughts don’t seem to last and find myself back in hell. Why are the pains of the heart the most painful to bear, why did you play with my heart, why did you send me to hell. I gave you my heart and my soul, I put them both in your hands. You gave me nothing but lies, now be gone, I want you out of my head.

This is my prayer to you!

please give me back my sanity please set me free!

mirrored images which one
is me i can not find.
Distorted images her
and there wandering
where reality is.
Is it in front or
b e h i n d me.

Distorted images in
my mind which one is
me i can not find.
Faces going to and fro
laughter everywhere
how shall i know.
Faces broken up by
jagged edges setting
one on top another.
Looking at, but not
knowing where my
image is.
What is the real me
and where i am to be.